Perfect Kiss..

I read something like this somewhere once, I don’t really remember where exactly, but I just wanted to share because it stuck with me. 🙂 

Today I would follow you anywhere…
I would give you anything you want…
I need you now. ..
I want us to become one…
Tomorrow is no guarantee my love…
Please allow me to become your place to be free and wild…
What does more or less mean when there is the opportunity for us to truly dance in passion? 
Today we are alive…
Forever daydreaming of true love’s perfect kiss…
A kiss so sweet, Angels weep…

Don’t Tame Me..

 

They see me roar..
They wonder why I soar..
They wonder why I am..
The way that I am..
They question why I live the way I do..
They marvel at my every move..
They look at my being..
My wild hair..
My passionate personality..
My outrageous clothes..
The unexpected actions..
They see my free spirit parading..
The animal within displayed..
I tell them don’t judge me..
Don’t try to change me..
Don’t try to tame me..
I’m a lost cause..
Either fly with me..
Or watch me rise..

I Want To Live…

I’m so sick and tired..

Sick and tired of existing…

I want to live..

Not just exist..

Drifting in and out of days..

Doing whats expected of me..

School, University, Work, Marriage, Kids..

Until one day I finally die..

I feel drained, hollow, devoid of meaning..

I walk and travel the long road..

I fly, swim, drive, paddle..

Searching, aching for a path to take..

Searching for a purpose..

Searching for happiness..Not just contentment..

I want to run far from home and get lost in the wilderness..

I want to jump into the darkness and face the demons..

I want to dive into the ocean and discover the unimaginable..

I want to lose myself in life.. get drunk off her tits..

I want to feel alive..

I mean really live… Not just exist..

Toxic Angst..

You are a stiff drug for me..
Toxic and acidic to my heart

Devouring me up from the inside out..

I’m in a constant fog..

Trying but failing desperately to remember my life before you..

You blind me from seeing the rest of the world..

Fueling my frantic need for you..

My dependency of you is an ache..

An ache which morphs into a physical pain..

When i’m away from you I can not bare it..

You open my rib cage and leave my soul exposed..

My core drilled and etched away..

You are my needle, my anxiety, my morphine..

You unnaturally enjoys my suffering..

Watching me sadistically and giving me a wicked smile..

Your distance brings about a state of confusion, perplexity, mystery..

A feeling of deep and utter loss..

Feelings of bereavement bring about withdrawal symptoms..

And I have no way of preventing this angst.. 

Bewitched..

Compelled by his love ..

Right from the start he was a thief..
Caught me unawares..
Stole my love..

Mind, body and soul, i’m captured..

Enchanted by a man so powerful..

Holding me so close i feel him within me..

My senses assaulted by his caress..

By his mesmerizing voice..

By his captivating eyes..

By his intoxicating scent..

Goodness me..

How do I escape from his web..

 

My Warrior..

Built like a god..

Tall, dark and handsome..
As strong and as agile as a stallion..

Eyes which piece even the bravest of fighters..

Legs and arms the power never known before..

His face seamed with an immense scar..

Mythical and magical he stands erect..

The unwise and fearful scurry at the sight of him..

No opponent is worthy of his wrath..

With a soul covered with Armour he loves painfully..

Starring patiently over the calm sea..

Watching, waiting in anguish for his queen to surface..

Yes, he is my warrior..

To be…Or Not To Be..

My life..
My love..
My only one..
Or so i thought..
You, my dream,my fantasy..
No longer my reality..
My source of light,of joy, of love, of all things wonderful..
Now my cause for pain, for heartache, for pure torture..
You, who captured my soul, my heart in beautiful rose nets..
Now leaves me captured in torment, in black vines of death..
With no hope, no faith of survival..
I crave for your adoration, your touch, your voice..
Because you are mine no more..
I long for your memories to leave me..
Night in and day out your face haunts my existence..

My Birthday In Nigh!

Time..Flows swiftly..
Sometimes slowly..
Passing me by..
Stringing me along..
pushing me through the gates..
Is it a lowly day..
Is it a decade..
My soul feels awfully glum..
Am i alone..
For i feel deserted, secluded, desolate..
Oh how i have grown to loathe this day..
This epoch that i was born on..

My birthday is tomorrow and i’m a continent away from my familia, so i’m kind of feel extra lonely this year..

Fact Is…

My love for you is not a feeling…
It is a fact…
Same as the sun rising…
The blue of the sky…
The changing of the seasons…
The shining stars in the night sky…
The blooming flowers in the spring time…
Fact is darling…
Enchanted me you have…
My need for you comes naturally…
Like the air in my lungs..

He Breathes..

He breathes..

Taking in the cool night breeze..

Occasionally  giving me a glance..

Distant, unattached, uninvolved..

Distracted by the pretty damsels..

Dancing around..

Carefree in their flimsy summer dresses..

He breathes..

Occasionally drizzling me with attention..

Spraying me with affection..

Continuously ignoring my longing..

He drinks me up and sucks me dry..

Then spits me out and stomps on me..

Before taking his leave..

All that’s left is a whisper of me..

Dislodged..

Frayed..